Memories Drifting

"But I don't want to." She sniffed, holding back tears as he held her hands. "Bas." She whispered holding out her arms she draped them round his neck, then let herself fall into his arms.

"I'm so lost." She muttered into his ear, it was hardly a sweet nothing. A tear fell onto his jacket, one of the singed holes patched itself up. The tear repairing it. "I'm so.." She sniffed. "Lost." She felt like a little kid, trying to find its place in the world. She tightened her grip round his neck, but not too tight she wanted herself to feel safe.

The End

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